The two retreated to a stone chamber in the deepest part of the room, far away from the three men. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Qinghuan was okay, but Mo Qianli's ice silk cloak would definitely not escape the other party's deliberate search.

Although there are many passages here, the distance in a straight line is not far, and when they pass by, the chance of Mo Qianli being spotted is very high.

If you are caught, it is a trivial matter to be robbed of the storage bag, and it is very likely that your life will be in danger.

At this time, there was an astonishing fluctuation of spiritual power over there, and it seemed that those people had begun to attack the prohibition of the medicine garden.

Mo Qianli asked worriedly, "Brother Liu, what should I do?"

Liu Qinghuan groaned and said, "You hide here first, don't run around, I'll sneak over and take a look." ”

He patted the hand that was clutching his right arm.

"Are you okay?" Mo Qianli stopped: "Don't go, those are genuine gold pills! If you are discovered, I will not be able to save you." ”

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was still going, he had no choice but to say, "You must be careful!"

After Liu Qinghuan told him again to hide and not come out, he slipped out of the stone room.

He condensed his consciousness within three feet of his surroundings, and little by little he touched the place where there were only two passages away from the medicine garden, and from here he could see the scene from a distance. He stopped, not daring to come any closer.

Although the purple cloud canopy is woven with ice crystal snow silk, he has never used it in front of the Jindan monk, so he doesn't know if he can withstand the other party's probe, so it is better to be safe first.

I saw that the three of them were all men, and they seemed to know each other quite well, and they were chatting while attacking the gray mist.

"Brother Liu, are you sure you can break this prohibition?" the only old man among them looked at the prohibition in front of him and asked with great suspicion.

Their attack hit the gray mist, only to speed up the speed of the gray mist, and there was no other movement.

The middle-aged male cultivator next to him, who was as burly as a tower, said in a loud voice: "Always try." Are you willing to give up the Heavenly Fruit and the Emerald Heart Grass?"

The third person was a boy who was only three feet tall, and although he was round and round, and his head was tied with a red rope pigtail, he did not have the cuteness of a child at all.

He wielded a large sword, which was taller than him, and looked quite impressive.

I only heard him smile sadly, his voice was immature but his tone was extremely old: "Anyway, I have re-established a set of fierce brake ten killing arrays at the entrance of the cave, even Yuan Ying can block it." I still don't believe it, the three of us can't break this prohibition that has existed for more than 100,000 years!"

Liu Qinghuan's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but scold the boy in his heart.

Fortunately, they did not rush to the entrance of the cave recklessly, otherwise they would have been on the road and there would be no bones left.

The middle-aged monk said, "If Brother Wang is impatient, you can help go to the back cave to search first." It will take a lot of effort for us to break this ban, and even if we do, it will only be a matter of time before you return. ”

The old man sneered in his heart. He was sure that as soon as he left, the two of them would use thunderous means to attack the ban. After taking the armillary fruit and the jade heart grass into their pockets, and then trying to make them spit it out, it will be even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

He smiled mildly: "You are not in a hurry, why am I in a hurry?" and suddenly turned to say: "There are traces of the battle everywhere outside, and there have been people who have visited this place before, do you think they will be in this cave at this time?"

Liu Qinghuan sighed in his heart and held his breath!

At the same time, three powerful and incomparable divine senses swept through him like a raging wind.

He held the purple cloud canopy tightly, and his palms were hot and humid.

Fortunately, the three divine senses did not stay, and after sweeping the cave around, the voices of the three of them sounded again.

Liu Qinghuan slowly opened his clenched fist and returned the heart that had been mentioned to his throat.

Fortunately, he asked Mo Qianli to wait in the deepest part of the cave, otherwise it would be very likely to be exposed this time.

"Unlikely. I looked at the traces left by those spell weapons, and all of them were only at the level of the foundation building monk. If we were in this cave, we wouldn't have escaped the three of us. ”

"The magic circle at the gate has not been damaged, and even it took us more than half an hour to break through that magic circle, so it is impossible for the foundation building monks to enter. ”

At this time, I only heard the old man cough: "Blood Refining Daoist, do you still have to hide your Thousand Soul Pan at this time?"

The boy's voice sneered sharply, "Aren't your five ghosts also unwilling to take them out?"

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and he quietly glanced at the old man again. I saw a black whisk made by the old man, and when it flickered, there was a match-like ink light hitting the gray mist.

I didn't think it just now, but now I suddenly realized that the ink light actually revealed an evil and cold aura.

It seems that this Taixuan Extreme True Cave Heaven is now a mixture of fish and dragons, and all kinds of high-level monks are rampant.

And a monk like him in the early stage of foundation building is about the lowest cultivation in this, and he can only survive in the cracks.

At this time, the middle-aged male cultivator suddenly stopped his hand and snorted coldly: "I think we should talk about it first and then break the ban, so as not to fight." ”

He looked at the two of them gloomily, and the boy and the old man looked at each other.

Among the three, the cultivation of several middle-aged male cultivators is the highest, and the middle stage of Jindan. The old man and the boy are both in the early stage of Jindan, but the old man's cultivation is higher than that of the boy. But the boy's methods are ruthless, and if the two fight, they may not lose.

"I don't care about the two of you. The middle-aged male cultivator said in a tough tone: "That Mixed Heavenly Fruit is mine, and you two will discuss it yourself." ”

After speaking, he stood beside him with cold eyes.

The old man and the boy both looked a little ugly.

The Mixed Heaven Fruit has the chance to make the monk form a Dao body, and it is a truly anti-heaven immortal grass. And the Fei Heart Grass only makes it easier for the spirit beast to transform into shapes, and it has no effect on the monk at all, where can it compare to the Mixed Heavenly Fruit.

But the situation is stronger than people, the old man thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Blood Refining Daoist, my blue scale is now almost in the middle of the third order, although it is still far from the transformation form, but it is always right to prepare first." Why don't I give Daoyou a piece of black gold stone, how about you give me the Fei Heart Grass?"

The boy's face was so gloomy that he could drip water: "Are you two planning to use cultivation as a deception?

The middle-aged male cultivator laughed maliciously twice and did not speak.

The old man snorted and said, "Fellow Daoist, this is not right, my piece of ink gold stone is not less valuable than Fei Xin Cao." ”

Of course, he was talking about the ordinary Fei Xin Grass, and there were obviously thousands of years of medicinal age here in the medicine garden.

The boy finally compromised: "But wait and search the cave, I have to choose one first!"

The old man and the middle-aged male cultivator glanced at each other and nodded in agreement.

Only then did the three of them stop wasting time, and they all came up with their best means.

The old man held the black whisk in his left hand, and untied a green bag from his waist with his right hand. He silently recited the incantation, shaking the mouth of the bag downward: five ghost heads with disheveled heads and cracked mouths to the base of their ears burst out of the bag.